As soon as the power is in hand, the order will be carried out, what a wanton and arrogant way to do it!

However, any choice of fate is an adjustment and impact on one's own future. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info good or bad is not at all what can be touched now. It may only be when Li Xun faces the node of his life that those implicit and obscure fate negotiations will be revealed in such a fierce and direct way.

But when that time comes, unless Li Xun has the supreme power of the creation god to turn back time, those who should regret will still regret it, and those who should bear it will still have to bear it.

Those who can act arbitrarily are reckless and ignorant fools, and the more the power of destiny is wielded, the more prudently the wise man will exercise the power of his choice.

At this moment, Li Xun was standing on the top floor of Tower 7, holding the heavy book of death in his arms, and his head was lowered as if he was pondering some important question. And beside him stood Phinea who was fighting back against the demon's attack with ferocious spells, the misty magic brilliance, the terrible and ferocious wave of spells, and the half-lich set off became more and more fierce and violent.

And in the sky around Tower 7, countless Flomos were flying in the air, and their hovering bodies almost covered even the two emaciated figures on the top floor of the tower.

Such a scene fell into the eyes of Catherine, who had been secretly paying attention to Tower 7, but it was so gripping. It was obviously the most inconspicuous and unimpressive lonely figure in the turbulent demon tide, but it attracted all her attention for no reason, and even the bursting fireball thrown in her hand slowed down a lot.

She had a feeling that the silent figure must be doing something extremely important, and this thing is likely to change a person's life.

This may be the power of fate.

Finally, Li Xun raised his head and sneered in the face of the chaotic and chaotic battle circle. On his fair and immature face, after this period of blood and fire, he has also precipitated a little bit of the vicissitudes of seeing through the world and the slippery nature of settling down, but more is still unruly in the face of challenges.

Since the panorama gave him the ability to see through fate, he had to do something about it. The power of fate may be his most powerful power in the future, and before that, he first needs to be familiar with it and understand it. If he is tied up because he is afraid of the backlash of fate, then what is the point of him not seeing through fate?

He, Li Xun, the dignified master of the cemetery, can't even bear the fate of a high-level mage?

Li Xun didn't think about it for a long time, and in Vicsa's perception, it might only take 3 fingers. After all, the operation of the world will not come to a standstill because of Li Xun's peeping. The powerful force of fate still pushes everything in the world, making all people and things, even those things that are not human and non-material, slide towards the node of fate little by little according to some pre-set trajectory.

This fate node may not even be a drop in the ocean for the fleeting river of fate, but for Vicsa, it is all he has.

Fate is like a string.

If you want to play a symphony with this endless thread of fate, Li Xun can't do it. But if you pull up a string, disrupt the arrangement of fate, and disrupt the trajectory of fate, Li Xun can still do it.

Li Xun stretched out a hand and pressed it down fiercely somewhere in the void.

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Inside the Magic Tower of the Demon Castle.

Being in a secret room, Solan Lian, who was engrossed in controlling the elemental energy operation of the magic tower, was suddenly stunned, raised her face in surprise, and looked in a certain direction through the countless layers of operating magic circles and the thick tower walls.

There, there was a vague restlessness and deviation of the tributaries of fate, as if some force had suddenly touched the sacred and lofty river of fate, making everything chaotic and disorderly there. In her perception, the long river of fate is vast, and it simply gathers all the forces of the multiverse, and it is impossible to be hindered by such a small force. Therefore, at the moment of noise and agitation, the long river of fate swallowed up the restless force, allowing everything to return to its previous vastness and smoothness.

It's like a pebble thrown into a big river, and it just hits a whirlpool and it's calm as usual.

Probably which high-level spellcaster used the "High-level Prayer Technique" indiscriminately, and it failed miserably! What a fool who doesn't know how to fear fate and doesn't respect the rules, he deserves to be devoured by fate!

Although she really wanted to get out and see which peer was nearby and wanted to change the world, the burden on her shoulders made her sigh for a moment and forget all about it, and refocus on the regulation of the elemental energy of the magic tower.

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Li Xun is very sad at the moment.

In the eyes of outsiders, he just stood in the battlefield of life and death for a while, and then waved his hand in boredom. But the next moment, he fell down covered in blood.

The power of fate is powerful, and the power of rules is even stronger. Anyone who wants to change the established destiny will have to pay an extremely heavy price, at least by the fate of the back, or by the huge inertia of the power of the rules.

After all, fate is also a manifestation of the power of rules.

Fortunately, Li Xun just played a side ball, and at the critical moment when the rules of fate were running to the point where the mad demon broke the shield, Vicsa cast the escape scroll, and the succubus tortured and killed the demon pet black panther, he pushed the demon pet black panther with the spiritual power of all his heart and soul.

Very slightly, very unobtrusively pushed a panther.

Therefore, the position of the demon pet black panther in the space inexplicably retreated a little, and this slight change in position did not even notice too much to the succubus who was fighting with the black panther. The succubus Agatha just felt a blur in front of him, and the long whip in his hand still fell heavily on the black panther after a delay of a knel.

The long whip swept vigorously, indisputably taking away the life of the demon pet Black Panther.

But this delay was enough for Viksa to successfully guide the release of the scroll under the onslaught of the berserker.

In the dense teleportation light, Vicsa's mouth and nose were bloody, and his body shook wildly. The spiritual shock of the Demon Pet's death had already descended on him, but that didn't prevent him from silently disappearing into the magic hall. And in the next moment, the dimensional anchor that the Berserker Demon launched and the ferocious attack of the high-level dog demon all swept through his illusory afterimage, and both fell into the air.

The strangulation failed.

Leaving the three demons roaring angrily, blaming each other without mentioning it, Li Xun, who secretly directed all this, was already a big setback in his breath of life, his spirit was compromised, and he sat down on the tower platform with blood all over his body and gasped.

At that moment just now, he did not simply change the position of the demon pet Black Panther, but directly affected the second half of a high-level mage's life. In the turbulent ripples of the long river of fate, the subsequent life of Vicsa began to emerge abruptly, and quietly embedded into the original long river of fate.

Li Xun is sure that this follow-up life should not have existed, but now with his own intervention, the long river of fate has actually designed a new route for him under the weaving of the power of powerful rules, and reintegrated into the entire mighty torrent of fate.

It's a pity that Li Xun was "small" by the ripples stirred by the rules of fate just now, and the whole person was like being passed by a speeding truck, and was directly pushed out by the raging air waves. Dizzy, he didn't have the heart to spy on what Vicsa's new life was like.

Fortunately, Li Xun didn't have a big thorn, so he went to directly challenge fate. If at that moment just now, he was delusional in trying to forcibly transfer Vica out directly with his own strength, then he would not just be passed by a truck full of fate, but would have to hit him head-on.

Li Xun shuddered for no reason, and once again felt sincere awe of the strength of the rules of fate.

Trembling, he took out a large amount of "healing elixir" from his arms and poured it into his mouth frantically, which barely stopped the loss of life breath. Li Xun summoned the dryad by the way, and asked him to brush up on the "rejuvenation technique" and "treatment of minor injuries" for himself.

While receiving the natural treatment of the dryad, Li Xun burst into tears of pain.

The dryad belongs to the nature system, and the natural magic it casts has a good healing effect on all life systems. But it shouldn't be, Li Xun still has the soul of the dead, and the soul origin belongs to the undead system, and the life system and the undead department are damn natural enemies.

Therefore, the treatment of the Dryad is very good for Li Xun's body recovery, but every natural spell that falls on his body is no less than a torture for the sting of the soul origin.

Li Xun couldn't help but applaud while trembling, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

It really hurts!

Just as he was tossing around here, the War Tower 9 in the distance finally ushered in its own irreversible fate and fell.

Due to the preparation of many mages, the loss of Tower 9 did not detract too many spellcasters. However, in the teleportation hall of the Demon Castle, a sudden outbreak of dispute caused a discordant noise in the otherwise orderly operation.

A high-ranking mage who fled for his life angrily accused his boss of declaring a personal vendetta, which caused the tower to fall prematurely. And the accused big ** master insisted that it was the high-level mage's dereliction of duty and absconding that led to the loss of the tower. The two insisted on their own words, and the entire teleportation hall was a mess.

Of course, the subsequent punishment is not unexpected.

The High Mage was imprisoned in the Magic Tower Prison, while the Great Master continued to lead the team to support other War Towers.

At this moment when the war is in full swing, the role of a great ** master is of course ten times more important than that of a high-level mage. As for the true rights and wrongs in it, no one cares anymore, and no one investigates it.

A "small" turmoil subsided silently, and even most of the mages stationed at the front line did not know that such a farce had happened in the rear. Even if they knew, they didn't have time to care about this kind of idle matter, because the legendary demon appeared.

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